Gail Hastings' StudioEildon RdSt Kilda VIC 3182Australia

Material space constitutes a sculptuation. It is a type of space artists, such as Donald Judd, developed in the early 1960s.

It is a built space, a space put together with hammer and nails. It is not the found space of a room that automatically surrounds us. It is space to look at, not through. It is a space that gets us, no matter how little we get it.

A part of art, now, for over fifty years, only a few words have been tasked to describe it—leaving much, still, to understand.

Notwithstanding, as the focus of Gail’s practice for over twenty-five years, the uncharted hold of this space remains unrelenting and propelling.

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For Clancy’s first nine years, we shared a room. The room was upstairs, looked onto a big backyard full of towering majestical old gum trees, and was filled with sunshine.

Clancy started her schooling at Montessori, Wanneroo, and ended with a Bachelor of Science in Botany from The University of Western Australia, and a Bachelor of Science in Nursing from Curtin University where she graduated as a registered nurse.

For the last ten years Clancy lived with treasured friends at the Kelmscott community of Richmond Wellbeing.

Through our adult years Clancy lived mostly in Perth while I lived elsewhere, though this wasn’t the only distance. Too many unsortable things had got in the way.

Yet although I strayed, Clancy kept close to the childhood laughter of the room we shared, throughout her life.

Not once was Clancy afraid while dying at Kalamunda Hospital, nor did she cry.

I found this hard until, late on the day Clancy died, I tuned-in to London just as the universe conspired to sing — in my mind — a song for Clancy, ‘Stand By Me’, that let me understand.

When the night has comeAnd the land is darkAnd the moon is the only light we’ll seeNo I won’t be afraid, no I won’t be afraidJust as long as you stand, stand by me

So darlin’, darlin’, stand by me, oh stand by meOh stand by me, stand by me

If the sky that we look uponShould tumble and fallOr the mountains should crumble to the seaI won’t cry, I won’t cry, no I won’t shed a tearJust as long as you stand, stand by me

And darlin’, darlin’, stand by me, oh stand by meOh stand now by me, stand by me, stand by me-e, yeah

And darlin’, darlin’, stand by me, oh stand by meOh, stand now by me, stand by me, stand by me-e, yeah

Whenever you’re in trouble won’t you stand by me, oh now now stand by meOh stand by me, stand by meOh stand by me, stand by me